Tag: arsehole BIL

Don’t Push Me To My Gila

I really abhor it when people take advantage of me. This morning, my cousin Yuni (I think I mentioned her a few posts back), texted me asking me whether her meeting with my Dad, Ayah Alang and Mak Chu was still on at 11:00a.m.

Errr.. hel-lo. You have your uncles’ numbers, their respective wives’ numbers… why can’t you message or call them yourself and ask? Why do you have to ask ME? I am not a party to the meeting and the proceedings. I had already gone enough out of my way to fill the forms for them, printed the forms out and personally deliver the forms to each and every one of them. Tak cukup lagi ke?

It wasn’t MY responsibility… it’s hers. She needed a job done but she just left everything on her elderly uncles and aunt. I stepped in because I knew they would require help. Apa punya perangailah Kak Yuni ni… Dah 64 pung still cannot use her head wisely and think what behaviour would be appropriate when dealing with your elderly uncles and aunt. On top of that, treating me as if I was her personal assistant/secretary. Banyaaaaak cantik! 😡 Daripada orang ikhlas nak tolong, trusss jadi tak ikhlas. Berpada²lah… bila orang dah sanggup nak tolong tu, janganlah kau LENJAN macam aku ni khadam kau pulak!

So penyudahnya, I BLOCKED her everywhere ~ Waksep, phone and segala bagai messaging apps. Gudlak lah nak use me again! 😡

Wes has been out with his friends who are visiting KayHell from the soni dharti since this morning. He has to play tourist guide to them. I hope the inveterate narcissist in him is not spending tonnes of money he can ill afford just to impress these people. Tomorrow, what was supposed to be just an iftar with Ustadh Shafiq, has expanded to be a whole shebang with 8 people (including him). He had chosen to break fast at Bedouin, an Arab restaurant near our house here, that charges RM85++ per head.

*shakes my head*

This is a man who doesn’t even give RM50 to his sons, even symbolically, for allowance/spending money… but he can spend that much on strangers. I am not going to lie and say I don’t resent it. This is a man who takes all of us for granted. I feel bad for my boys.RM85++ per head times 8, comes up to RM 788.80. Memang susah nak ikhlas. He knows what kind of difficult situation I find myself in right now, my investments stuck on all fronts with absolutely NO INCOME coming in.

I am supporting the entire family on my savings now… and look what he does. The money that I set aside for his spending whilst he is back here, he is spending on all this. Doesn’t he feel that he should at least be economical and streeeeeetch it for as much as he can? His narcissism and wanting to “look good” in the eyes of others doesn’t allow for it, I am sad to report.

He paid for an expensive 5-star hotel for these friends when they arrived late last night. Then when I said, why should you spend so much… you can get a hotel just as good up the road for much cheaper. He got tetchy and upset. Told me that if he runs out of money he will just ask me for more (in a joking manner… but we ALL know many a true thing is said in jest, kan?) I am sorry to report those days are long gone.. I can’t be his safety net carte blanche anymore.

Sebab tu aku kata, banyak betulnya apa yang abang dia AH tu cakap pasal dia. Wes tells his sister that he will DIE first before dishonour. So asking your wife for money is an “honourable” act, is it?

Tomahawk Sunday

We were invited to lunch at Dad’s and Auntie V’s today. Pre-Ramadhan 1444H gathering, katanya. The steaks were Angus rib-eyes and we had a wagyu tomahawk as well. Steaks were not grilled as well as we are used to by the Maestro Griller aka Wes Alasdair Coen, so some of us ended up going back to the grill to cook the meat some more.

pic courtesy of Jerkyholic

All in all, sedaplah. Auntie V served garlic bread, salad (I wish she would not drown her salads in that Japanese roasted sesame dressing she favours so much!) and chicken and mushroom soup as well. I would have like the soup not to be as “textured” as it was (perhaps that’s the way they like theirs 🤷🏻‍♀️ *shrug*) but it was still sedap, Alhamdulillah.

Wes and Joe left early because Joe was restless yet sleepy. Wes always looks for excuses to leave family gatherings at Dad’s early anyhoos… I have never complained nor make a big fuss about it and I am not about to start now. Biarlah, whatever he is comfortable with. At least Wes comes and attends fambam gatherings, unlike my cousin Ally’s husband, Adolph.. that bangang Americaine. Bleddy rude, never bothers to even pretend to be part of this family.

I also told Dad about AH Coen and about the lies and fitan he is spreading about me and Wes. I told Dad to never give that cvnt the time of day anymore. AH has been known to toady up to my Dad… now I am seeing the reason why. Cvnt. He had mentioned to Wes that he was going to call my Dad to inform him of how Wes has been “living off me”. My Dad was Malaysia’s ‘M’ for bleddy yonks kot… takkan dia tak tau? Funtartz bodo punya AH. Tak perlu jadi ‘M’ pun to know wot’s wot. Where else would Wes get money to live on? Jatuh daripada langit ke, AH cheebuy?

Serpentes

I am supposed to write to my sisters-in-law to clarify several things that this asshole AH Coen has spread fitnah and lies about me and Wes.

Truly AH has a face of a greying and aging flappy labia and he has the mouth to suit a frustrated spinster tak dapat usvi tanasul 🍆tujuh abad. He’s a man but my Godddddd the amount of backbiting that cvnt does is just mind-blowing. I wake up for tahajjud every day now, NOT to make bad du’aas for him… but I ask Allah to grant Andreas Horatio Coen (AH) son of Langley and Zöe Coen, what he TRULY deserves for all the fitan that he has spread about me and Wes, in his bid to break us apart.

I have had zulm done on me and du’aa of someone yang teraniaya has no hijab with Allah SWT… so I ask Allah SWT to grant AH WHAT HE TRULY DESERVES in this dunya and especially the Akhira for all the lies, backbiting and slander he has spread about me and Wes to all in the family. AH cannot stand the fact that Wes is married to me because he thinks Wes enjoys a good life because of me and my trust fund. Whilst yes, I “carry” this family but Wes is not a complete freeloader. He is not lazy, he is hard-working.. he has tried many ventures that have unfortunately failed. I guess one of his shortcomings is his lack of staying power. He tends to give up rather easily. However, it is not in AH’s place to cast aspersions on Wes and spread lies about things I am supposed to have said.

That kaymark is making me look very bad in the eyes of Wes‘ sisters. No wonder Sharon, my favourite SIL, seemed rather cold to me via vid call before I went to Nick’s wedding. From all the bullshit they heard from AH (I only found out now), they must have been very surprised to see me go all the way to attend the wedding because apparently everyone was thinking Wes‘ and my marriage was on the brink of collapse… yet again.

From what I read in AH‘s vitriolic e-mails to Wes, I can see that my jethani-jee, Sheila (whom I have had nothing but respect and love for) has been quite the SNAKE 🐍. I can see some of the things AH said, was based on things I did discuss with Sheila (my HUGE mistake) but was twisted and added on with lies upon untruths just to make me look very bad and to demean and humiliate Wes even further. AH says he has proof of me saying all those things about Wes and he will be going back during Eid and showing every body the “piece of paper” on which I was supposed to have said all these things.

Paper apa pantat? Segala benda kalau aku ada pun TERsebut kat bini engkau, semua via call, bukan text. So apakejubonya kau kata kau ada “proof” bagai. Bak marilah tunjuk kat aku babi! 🐽 😡

I called Sheila the Snake and spoke to her with the speaker on in front of Wes the other day. She of course denied everything, tapi memang ya pun… mana ada proof messages aku kepada dia on Whatsapp ke email ke, because most of our interactions have been via call. HOWEVER, aku sedar dia memang ADA cerita kat laki dia pasal apa yang aku sebut… jadi kesimpulannya… betina ni MERBAHAYA Kelas 1+.

That will be the absolute last time I will speak to her. Rather unfortunate… because I had such respect for her, even love. Allahyarhamha my mother was very fond of her too. Then again, there were red flags 🚩🚩🚩. I trusted her because I thought she was a person of religion, studied the Qur’an under Dr. F*rh*t H*shmi with tadabbur and all. BUT, she also suddenly took off her hijab after she started wearing it post-Hajj. She also wore very revealing clothes to her brother’s wedding recently which rather shocked me… seeing that this is a woman who studies the Qur’an and therefore should know what the covering of aurat entails. That snake-like duality alone should have told me this bint does things only for show.

Yang laki dayuth dia tu pun, boleh pula benarkan dia pakai baju macam tu… go out in the open in front of even non-mahram men, showing off her chest and arms and uncovered hair. Tapi AH tu memang macam daghai tua pun. Babi segala babi 🐷🐽🐖🐗 and I feel I am insulting babi-s when I lump him together with them. Takat dayuth tak cium bau syurga tu apalah sangat, dak?